On November 30, Monday, the last day before Jiang Muxue’s book was put on the shelves, Lin Shu (forced) ended his fishing and returned to work.

Jiang Muxue was woken up by her mother's phone call at eight o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, Mom, what's the matter with calling so early?" Jiang Muxue yawned, and in a daze, he took out his cell phone and answered the call.

"Morning? It's already eight o'clock. Are you still early?" Jiang's mother opened her mouth and made Jiang Muxue sober up.

I was half asleep and half awake early in the morning, and I forgot to follow their mother's sense of time when calling her. What a big mistake.

"Okay, okay, it's not early, so what's the matter, my dear mother?"

"That's what you said. I can't come to you if nothing happens, right?"

"How is that possible? You can always look for your precious daughter." Jiang Muxue, who was scolded by his mother again, sighed softly and replied weakly.

"How are you getting along with Xiaolin recently? He didn't bully you, right?"

"Of course not. How dare he bully me just like that? It's impossible!"

Jiang Muxue quietly glanced outside the door. She couldn't hear the sound. She guessed that Lin Shu should have gone back to her room to work, so she answered slowly.

"That's good. It seems that you two get along well. Let me tell you, it's hard to find people like Xiao Lin now. You should take care of yourself."

Listening to her mother's words, Jiang Muxue dismissed some strange images that had appeared in her mind at some point and replied: "I understand, don't worry, I have the confidence in my heart."

"I heard that the book you are writing now will be on the shelves soon, right?"

"Yes, it will be on the shelves tomorrow, but how did you know, Mom?" Jiang Muxue suddenly had some bad premonitions in his mind.

"I can't understand that thing. It's your dad who's been chasing after it."

Jiang Muxue immediately asked with a trembling voice: "When did he start watching?"

"Just a while ago, didn't you mention it in the group?"

In other words, her dear father has been reading this book since it was published?

When Jiang Muxue first published the book, she thought it should be the best book she had written, so she talked about it in a family group of three people with her parents. Jiang's father asked her name at that time, and Jiang Muxue just said

Said.

After all, they hadn't read much of Jiang Muxue's previous books. They said they couldn't read it, so she didn't care. Who knew Jiang's father would actually go after it and read it?

You must know that this book is the best one she has written so far, but it is also the one that she is most shy and driven about, and is the most powerful. From time to time, a few chapters are blocked.

Thinking that his father had read something similar to pornography written by him, Jiang Muxue felt that he was about to pass away.

"Did he say anything else?"

Jiang Muxue silently thought not to have anything else, otherwise she would really die on the spot.

However, things didn't go as planned, and Jiang's mother continued: "And... by the way, he also said that you made a bet with someone about some first order, and encouraged me to download the software you used to write the book.

Not only did I say it, but I also said that I would publicize it among my family members and friends."

Jiang Muxue looked as if she had been struck by lightning, her face turned gray and she murmured something.

Why is it like this? There is no hope. If the society dies, it is better for me to die on the spot. Let me die like this!

In her family, only Jiang's father and Jiang's mother knew that she was writing novels. Most of the other relatives thought that she was still studying or looking for a job here. Didn't Jiang's father now make it known to everyone?

And it’s okay that what she wants to write is about a fantasy fairy tale or something like that. Even people who don’t know much about Internet literature probably know these things.

But she is a single who has a solo career and writes about daily love affairs, so I am afraid that people will make fun of her in various ways.

If this was really sent to Jiang's father in that "big loving family", Jiang Muxue felt like he would just dig out a galaxy with his feet.

"Has my dad sent it out yet?" Jiang Muxue asked her mother with her last hope.

"Not yet. He said it before fishing, but he is still fishing now. He should wait until he finishes fishing."

Fortunately, a person cannot always be unlucky. Jiang Muxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then there's no need to send it. It's okay. That's enough."

"I don't understand your stuff, go and send a message to your dad yourself later."

"Okay, if mom is fine, I'll go first..."

"Why are you so anxious? I'll say a few more words, you..."

Jiang Muxue just wanted to hang up the phone and go find her father, but her mother started the classic project again: Your mother thinks you are cold, feels you are hungry, thinks you are always playing with your mobile phone, etc.

After finally waiting for her to finish nagging and hang up the phone, Jiang Muxue hurried to find her father.

[A Beautiful Girl]: Dad! You haven’t told me about my book yet, have you?

Jiang Muxue, who was anxious to stop her father, just wanted to call him directly when the message came back from the other party.

[Shuren]: I just posted it to a circle of friends, but I haven’t posted it to a large group yet. What’s wrong? Do you want to post it quickly?

After seeing the first half of the sentence, Jiang Muxue's breath was stagnant, but luckily there was still half that could be fixed.

My father didn’t add many relatives on WeChat, they were all his friends, and I didn’t see them very often, so I could just pretend it didn’t happen.

[A beautiful girl]: No, no! That’s enough. I can win. There’s no need to disturb my relatives at home.

[Shuren]: That’s enough. That’s okay. Wouldn’t it be nice for more people to support your work?

[A Beautiful Girl]: No need for it, I’ll post it later when I have a chance.

[Treant]: I listen to you, then I won’t post it.

[Treant]: How do you get along with that Lin Shu?

After chatting with his dad for a while, Jiang Muxue checked Moments and saw the post:

This is a book written by my daughter. It will be on the shelves soon. I hope everyone will support it.

There is also a link to the website at the back.

Fortunately, I saw my mother in the likes below, which means that no one else has added her, or they don’t know her at all.

nice!

The society is dead, but not completely dead.

Lin Shu, who was collecting water in the living room outside, heard a loud "nice" coming from Jiang Muxue's house and was a little confused.

It's not even nine o'clock yet, and that lazy dog ​​woke up already? Have you really had too much energy these past two days?

He went over and knocked on the door. Jiang Muxue quickly opened the door and appeared in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

"There's no replacement, right? Why did you wake up so early today?"

"Nonsense, you don't know I almost died just now..."

After listening to Jiang Muxue's story, Lin Shu burst into laughter. He heard a joke so early in the morning and was in a good mood for the day.

"No, I'm going to die laughing. Can I post it to the group?"
Chapter completed!